"I have a crime to confess. I've killed someone. You have to lock me up, now!" Dominick blurted out to the policeman at the desk. The cop glared at him while raising a brow.
"Sir, what are you saying?" The cop asked Dominick.
"Please, lock me up. He can't find me out there. It will be too bad for me. I rather go to jail than let him find me. Please!" Dominick begged again.
He heard the news on TV that the assassin had missed its mark. Instead, Geena, Oliver's girlfriend, was killed. Before Dominick ran to the station, he had tried to reach out to the assassin. But the man wasn't picking up.
That could only mean one thing; Oliver had gotten to him.
"Sir, who did you kill?" The cop asked again, trying to get the facts straight for Dominick could need professional help instead.
"Did you watch the news? I planted the bomb that killed that young woman earlier. I deserve to go to jail for that, don't I? Lock me up!" Dominick yelled at the cop. The cop quickly placed him in cuffs and called Detective Petra's attention to the issue.
As they dragged Dominick to a cell, he let out a sigh of relief. He had managed to buy himself a different sentence, or so he thought.
It didn't take long before Oliver and Ludacris came to the station. They stormed in and headed straight for the detention centers. Oliver was convinced that Dominick would have made that move. He knew Tim and Cara couldn't help him at that point.
"Mr Blaze, can I have a moment with you?" Petra suddenly said to Oliver while he was about to open the door. Oliver stopped and faced her, his face darker than the night.
"We have a development on your girlfriend's case-" she started and approached Oliver.
"Dominick Torino has confessed, hasn't he? He has sought asylum in this place, thinking that it can protect him from me," Oliver completed her statement.
Petra's lips parted in surprise. She wondered how he knew.
"Yes. And you know what that means, don't you? He can't leave the station until his trial. Someone like Dominick Torino will plead guilty to avoid a life sentence-"
"I don't want him to go to prison. I want him dead. He attempted to kill me but killed my girlfriend instead. His death is the only justice here," Oliver said to her.
Petra sighed. "That might be difficult. He is ready to confess to everything. This way, he cannot be sentenced to death. Unless new evidence incriminating enough comes up, life imprisonment is the most extreme sentence I see," she told Oliver.
Oliver resisted the urge to punch the wall. Ludacris watched the drama unfold as well. It was a tough one for him. Then, Oliver gently nodded.
"If it's evidence that you need, I'll provide evidence for you," he said to Petra and walked away. Ludacris followed as Petra sighed.
Oliver drove his car back home and dived into work immediately. He was certain that Dominick had other incriminating secrets. He just had to find them.
Hours passed following constant research. Oliver stepped out for air, the memory of Geena filling his mind. He stood outside his mansion and sighed as her smiles, her warmth, her smell, all saturated his senses. He was going to destroy Dominick, no matter what!
"Oliver Dean? What are you doing here?" Cara suddenly asked Oliver as she stood down from her car.
Seeing the news of Geena's death, Cara decided to visit Oliver Blaze and see if she could replace the girlfriend that he had just lost.
"Do you work here now?" She asked Oliver again, unaware that her ex-husband and the man she was pining after were the same person.
Oliver just shot her a glare. He was not in the mood for her nonsense. Cara noticed this and scoffed.
"I can see that Mr Blaze is paying you so much. It's funny how you have a striking resemblance to him. One would think you're brothers or something. But I know you, Oliver. I know the man I married. You are trash. You probably capitalized on the resemblance to get a job here, didn't you?" She asked him.
When Oliver took a step toward her, she saw how angry he was. His twisted face scared her to the core and she slowly took a step backwards.
"What are you doing here Cara? What do you want?" He asked her in a menacing tone. Cara shuddered at him. She had never seen Oliver so angry.
"I came here to see Mr Blaze. I heard his girlfriend died in an accident today. It doesn't matter that I didn't know her, I just have to see him and comfort him however I can," she suddenly blurted out.
Cara wondered why she shared so much information with Oliver. She glared at him. He was looking good to her, unlike that time when they were still married.
"I guess Mr Blaze pays him well," Cara thought to herself.
"You must leave here immediately. I'm certain your 'Mr Blaze' doesn't want to see you," Oliver shot at her.
Cara whimpered at his tone. How was he so bold?
"Just tell him that I'm here and I'm sure that he will-"
"Get out!" Oliver cut her off with a yell. Cara gasped in fear and ran into her car. Without a second thought, she zoomed off immediately.
Oliver's chest heaved up and down as he watched the car leave. People really had a way of testing him.
He was about to return inside when he heard a ping from his phone. Oliver checked. It was an email with a video attached. The sender was unknown.
With a frown, Oliver played the video. When he saw what was in it, he gasped.
There she was, Geena, being strapped to a chair. She was barely conscious and looked like she had been drugged.
Oliver's emotions shot up as the video ran out, and then a second email followed. Oliver read its contents.
"Hello, Oliver Blaze. It's the Mafia. I have your girlfriend. I believe we have to talk."
"... I have your girlfriend…"Those words struck Oliver like steel. He gazed at the email for some time, puzzled by the mafia's guts and audacity. But Geena was alive, and that was a good thing. All that Oliver needed to do was go get her. Another email soon followed and it contained a phone number.Oliver dialed the number and it barely rang before someone picked up the phone."I wasn't sure you'd call me back, Oliver Blaze. I've heard that you are quite stubborn," the Mafia said to Oliver.When Oliver heard the voice, his mind was taken back to so many memories. He immediately recognized the voice for he had heard the Mafia arguing with his father one time."Where's Geena? Where is my girlfriend?" Oliver asked the mafia."She is safe. For now. You know, my men pulled her out of the car just before the explosion. You were not the only one who had eyes on the hooded man…" the mafia said to Oliver and he knew what that meant.There was a spy in the mansion who was working for The Mafi
"I am disappointed in you, Dominick. How could you confess to attempted murder?" Tim, Cara's father, admonished Dominick in the interrogation room.They had bribed the police to come in and speak with Dominick themselves. Cara was there as well, an exasperated look written on her face."Confessing to the crime is better than Oliver Blaze finding me. He killed my assassin, Tim. Do you know what that means? I'm like a cockroach waiting to be snapped!" Dominick replied to the older man."I warned you against picking a fight against Oliver Blaze in the first place. But you didn't listen. Look what that has gotten you," Cara said to Dominick and rolled her eyes. He looked confused. So many things were going through his mind at the same time."Why are you both here? Cara has already broken up with me. Did you just come to gloat now that I have nothing?" Dominick asked Tim and he laughed."Or are you here to help me? Any form of help would be appreciated! You know I'll restore both our compa
"Found you!"Oliver smiled as he pinned the mafia's location. He now had what he needed to save Geena and end the mafia once and for all. Oliver stepped out of the tech room and immediately found Ludacris standing there with a worried look on his face."Boss, have you found the mafia yet?" Ludacris asked him and Oliver nodded while raising his brow."Where is he?" Ludacris asked him again. Oliver crossed his arms and stared at Ludacris."You tell me," Oliver said to him. Ludacris let out a nervous chuckle."I don't understand, boss. What do you mean?" He asked in response."What does the mafia have on you, Ludacris? I know that you are the spy. You'd betray me like that? And Jamie, did you lead Jamie to his death?" Oliver fumed.Ludacris knew that he was done for. There was no way he could deny what was so obvious. He sighed and walked toward a couch to take his seat."He wasn't supposed to be there. Jamie was at the right place at the wrong time. I had no other choice but to turn hi
The older man approached Oliver with a smile on his face. Oliver froze as he gazed at his father, a million questions rushing through his head at that moment"Son, you look like you've seen a ghost," Harry, Oliver's dad said to him with the same creepy smile. Geena observed the drama, and the hush that hung in the hair was haunting."Dad? How are you here? You died," Oliver said to Harry who smiled. Then, his eyes roamed to Geena and he stared at her for some time."Oliver, can I speak with you alone?" He asked, still glaring at Geena. Oliver arched his brow while his father kept gazing at his girlfriend. He turned to Geena and she nodded. As Osiris took her upstairs, Harry walked to the mini bar in the living room, his fingers trailing every bit of furniture in the place."It's just like I remember. Nothing has changed. You've done a good job taking care of the house, Oliver," Harry said but Oliver was over the shock now. "Dad, I want answers. What happened to you?" Oliver questio
It's been twelve hours since Oliver gave Oscar the mission. And during that time, a doctor had stopped over to check Geena out. She was in a good condition.Oliver's father didn't call or show up. It was like he had disappeared all over again. Oliver was not anxious, for he knew that the man would resurface again."He has a plan and I must figure it out," Oliver said to himself. Then , his phone rang. It was Oscar. Oliver picked up the phone."Oscar?" He said."Boss. I couldn't find anything on your father," Oscar said to Oliver. Oliver arched his brow."What do you mean by that?" He asked Oscar who sighed."It's like he didn't even exist until yesterday. Everything registered under his name dates back to his time of death. And no camera was able to capture his face or anything all this time," Oscar said to Oliver. Oliver nodded."I'll take it from here, Oscar," Oliver said and hung up. As expected, Oliver knew his father would cover his tracks. What was the man up to? Was he even a s
"Why do we need to meet?" Oliver asked Harry who chuckled over the phone. Oliver stood up, and walked to the window, taking in a view of the city."I want us to catch up, son. There are things that I have been able to figure out while I was in the shadows. I want to share them with you," Harry said."It's a little too late to try and be a father, don't you think so?" Oliver asked Harry. "Look, just come to me, let's talk it over. I'm at the Louvre Resort. I'll keep a reservation for you," Harry replied and Oliver hung up.Although he was angry, Oliver wanted to know what his father had in store. Something told him that Harry had tricks up his sleeves and Oliver did not want to be caught unawares. So when he was done with the day's work, Oliver drove back home to change into something casual. He wanted to avoid detection and going in in a disguise was the best thing to do.Oliver drove to the Louvre Resort and parked his car. He stepped down, approached the building and entered insid
"You must divorce Cara now. You've been nothing but a fucking disgrace since you married my daughter. This family deserves more than a miserable son-in-law like you!"Tim, Oliver's father-in-law yelled at him. Oliver raised his brow while gazing at Tim, and tension filled the air as he stood before his wife's family.Their fiery eyes spoke volumes; a sheer hatred against Oliver that words could barely describe.He had wondered why they suddenly called on him that night. Since he married Cara, they've always made him sleep in the basement and never allowed him access to the main building except to mop and clean.Then, they'd ridicule him, call him names, and even spit on him for being a live-in son-in-law.But Oliver endured all of this for one reason only: his love for Cara. Even though she joined them and treated him less than an animal, Oliver made excuses for her inside his head.He didn't want to let her go.He so desperately hoped that she would pass his test, and show that she
"I am Dominick Torino, CEO of Torino Group. I've heard some embarrassing things about you, Oliver. Why don't you come to work for my company as a security guard? With that look on your face, you'll definitely keep people in check," Dominick said with a snicker."Take the job, Oliver, so you won't be wandering the streets after the divorce. You already know I've made up my mind to dump you," Cara said to Oliver unapologetically.Oliver frowned at them."I'll never work for such a small company!" Oliver snapped, and his response made everyone present erupt in a fit of laughter."Ignorant fool. My company is just about to receive a huge investment from Black Oil Incorporated. You don't know what you've missed," Dominick replied to Oliver.Oliver's anger suddenly swirled into surprise. His eyes dazzled with curiosity when he heard the name."Black Oil Incorporated has expanded into the country?" He asked Dominick who glared at him with curiosity in his eyes."How does someone like you kno